Before going back to New York he made a visit of a couple of days to his old friend and employer, Professor Hemmenway, the prestidigitateur, who was delighted with the success of his young friend. He offered Harry a new engagement, but of course it was declined.
In New York he met Jack, and inquired how he had fared.
“I found my stepfather dying,” answered Jack. “In fact he drank himself to death after wasting all mother’s property. But I have bought her a small house, and insured her an income sufficient to keep her comfortable. The last will require some of my principal, but I shall be earning good wages, and can make it up when I return home.”
“When do you sail, Jack?”
“Next week, on one of Mr. Woolson’s ships. I am to go to China.”
“I hope you’ll steer clear of the island we were wrecked on, Jack.”
“I never want to see it again, Harry; still it brought us luck.”
“I shall be sorry to part with you, Jack. I wish you could be content to stay in New York.”
“No, Harry, I can’t give up the sea yet. It is my great ambition to command a ship myself some time.”
“I think you will accomplish it, Jack, for you stand well with the owners.”